Luyện nghe bài hát We Don't Care

Yeah, the foundation, LGP
Latin's goin' platinum
Yeah yeah,
Year 2000, Squadians, Terror Squad
You like me when I'm angry
We rock the and
I guarantee you, you won't me when I'm angry
Yeah, yeah, Terror Squadians
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
We rock the and

Yeah! I tear the club up, pull up in the with Pun
My fuckin' brother, motherfuckers run for cover
The number son, I'm nothin' but a hustler
Burnin' rubber with drugs, up in the muffler
Shut the fuck up! Bust a slug through jugular
Plus suckers get fucked up golf clubs, never front on us
T.S. baby, straight out the B.X.
So if they B.S., we deeper the U.S. navy

You crazy, laid up in the club like what?
all the ladies, showin' us nothin' but love
Guzzlin' 80, proof to truth, to the gut
In a Mercedes, Coupe fucked up a buck
If jakes me, I'm cuttin' off trucks, pressin' my luck
all gravy, puffin' the blunt, blazin' it up
Maybe you hate me, 'cause your baby on my nuts
She wanna rape me just because I'm sexy as fuck, so what?

the club up 'cause we don't care
Everybody strip, yeah we don't
the place up yeah, we don't care, nuh-ah
We care, nuh-ah! We don't care!! Nahhhahh!
Yeah, we don't care, T
Yeah, we don't care, you nigga
Nah we care, nuh-ah
We don't care, nuh-ah! We care!! Nahhhahh!

Yo, I'm livin' in mansions, me the Spanish props
I got to it
Loadin' and bustin' a mac, did in the past
Was the girls on they asses
Duck when the mac or be dead before your body falls
when my shotty roars we ignore Guiliani laws
My trigger got no heart nigga, I'm blowin liver
And holdin' the glocks, to the cops, blowin' the spot

Baby better head for the hills, my niggaz wild for the
My lead ready to peel shit really real
My clip fill your chick with a chill
My dick quick to kill, we to ill
No survivors, Godivas or roses and flowers
the grapes for those opposin' the Squaders
Thrown in the garbage, like funky pajamas, word to my mama
I'ma keep it funky for homies livin'

You fuckin' with scholars, street
Carter stuck to the projects
Go ahead checkin that mall
And me and Cuban gon' keep our chips
talkin' that dumb shit like you want it
Yeah when are you gonna buck
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Tear the club up 'cause we care
strip, yeah we don't care
Shoot the up, we don't care, nuh-ah
We don't care, nuh-ah! We care!! Nahhhahh!
Now we don't care, T
Now we don't care, you nigga
We care, nuh-ah
We don't care, nuh-ah! We care!! Nahhhahh!

Yeah, Big
link, Terror Squad
Y'all wanna party? party our way
goes
The code of the streets, what